Werewolf

  He sat in front of his computer, staging the area around him while he waited for the video call. The unfortunate accident will be aired all over the news, spreading the information he needed to start the demise of the foul beasts. Checking his watching once more, he noticed that the call was coming through any minutes. Cleaning his throat and adjusted his tie once more, the call came through.

  

      "And he we are, live with Dr. Christopher Dorsey, head of the Pharmaceutical Research and Medical Facility of Honduras, Mexico, where the tragedy took place just days ago." The female news reporter spoke into a microphone. "Sir, could you please tell us what has happened?" He was quick to put on a somber face as he recounted his practiced speech.

  

      "As most of you know, our workers were all slaughter a few days ago. We as scientific researches are working on cures for mutations

  His panicking heartbeat throbbed against my thump, racing yet growing weak from the lack of oxygen. At some point in the altercation, his claws came forth and latched themselves into my forearms, drawing blood. My body convulsed with powers, an unknown force overtaking me, allowing me to pin the stronger man to the wall. Osian's frantic words were muted by the rushing of blood in my ears, my core satisfaction that the threat's face was turning purple. His lack of responding angered me further, even though his ability to speak was being hindered by my hands constricting his throat. Pulling him closer by his neck, I slammed him into the wall, retracting my hands as he slid downwards, watching as he desperately tried to pull air into his lungs.

  

      "Δεν θα ρωτήσω ξανά." My voice was almost intangible, more of a low growl than a language. (I will not ask again.)"Κρεβάτι." He rasped 

  "Αδελφός?"Sylerin entered after knocking, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Νομίζω ότι θα ήταν καλύτερο για όλους μας εάν φροντίζετε πραγματικά τον εαυτό σας."(Brother?" "I think it would be best for all of us if you really took care of yourself.")

  

      "Ξέρεις ότι δεν μπορώ να την αφήσω." I sighed, gazing over her face. She was still pale but no longer held the ashen look, holding a more vibrant pink hue to her skin. She was improving but she wasn't healed, him and his wolf vowing her stay by her side. (You know I can't leave her.)"Ξέρω ότι αυτό είναι δύσκολο για εσάς. Ξέρω ότι αυτό είναι για την, αλλά πρέπει να σκεφτείτε και τον εαυτό σας. Ξέρουμε ότι δεν έχετε τρώει." He then leaned over me, looking into my eyes. "Πώς μπορείτε να περιμένετε να είστε ισχυροί γι 'αυτήν και να την προστατεύσετε εάν είστε αδύναμοι."("I know this is difficult for you. I know this is about her, but yo

He sat in front of his computer, staging the area around him while he waited for the video call. The unfortunate accident will be aired all over the news, spreading the information he needed to start the demise of the foul beasts. Checking his watching once more, he noticed that the call was coming through any minutes. Cleaning his throat and adjusted his tie once more, the call came through.
  
      "And he we are, live with Dr. Christopher Dorsey, head of the Pharmaceutical Research and Medical Facility of Honduras, Mexico, where the tragedy took place just days ago." The female news reporter spoke into a microphone. "Sir, could you please tell us what has happened?" He was quick to put on a somber face as he recounted his practiced speech.
  
      "As most of you know, our workers were all slaughter a few days ago. We as scientific researches are working on cures for mutations and diseases, such as cancers and AIDS. With all the support we've had, this attack had taken us 

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